As you may of already guessed, this is about Kevin.
This is dedicated to Michelle (1chen1) because she requested this and is forcing me to write this. She CLAIMS to hate One Direction but we all know she loves them
Oh and this ones going to be short and sad
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Kevin's POV
I am alone. So alone. I have been ever since Louis abandoned me. I now sit at the back of a shelf in his closet, beside all of his forgotten striped shirts and suspenders. It gets lonely, and I miss my owner dearly. I dream about Louis opening the door and playing with me again, even though in my heart I know that I am just another forgotten One Direction joke. They've moved on now, and are currently about to release their second album. Oh they've grown up so much. You will never understand how I'm feeling right now.
*Present Day*
"Niall, give it back!" I heard Louis yell from somewhere inside the house, followed by a laugh. Maybe today is the day, the day that Louis will play with me again! I can always dream...
There was a loud smack, and Louis yelled 'OW!' Oh no, what happened?! I wish I could get up and see whats wrong...
I let out a sigh. Well, in my head what seemed like a sigh. You see, I can't talk. I'm 'not real', or so Niall says. If only he knew I had feelings, what would he do? I know you think I'm crazy, a pigeon's point of view, but I am indeed real.
Tears silently fell down my face. It's been like this for so long now...
Will Louis ever remember me?
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That's all I feel like doing right now, so I'll make a second part tomorrow.
I've joined them into one chapter, because it was so short.
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THE NEXT DAY
Kevin's POV
I heard talking, but I couldn't quite identify it. They were getting closer...closer....I heard someone speak in a sweet Irish accent. Niall?! I haven't seen him in so long! Oh what I would give for him to open the door right now...
Suddenly the door swung open and I heard a loud thump.
"Louis, what the hell is in here? Its packed with crap!" Niall exclaimed, gazing around the messy closet.
"Well, I need somewhere to put the useless stuff that I'm not aloud to get rid of."
Was that all I was? Useless? Louis had even said so himself. I immediately lost all hope that Louis would ever want me again.
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So, that's it! I might do a part 2 if requested (hint hint)...
C'mon, 1 READ AWAY FROM 200
I felt so weird writing that. Even made me tear up a little. Hope you liked it, bye
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